Yun Zhongzi and Guang Chengzi were standing far down the mountain, both immortals were sweating coldly.
I thought that Wen Zhong was seriously injured and fled here, and he was no longer able to fight.
Unexpectedly, Shen Gongbao sprang out of nowhere, fell into a well and got the upper hand in the sneak attack. The thunderbolt whipped lightning, and in an instant, dark clouds billowed between the sky and the earth, the wind howled, and the nine-day thunder and lightning were drawn over. Discoloration.
However, Wen Zhong actually still has the strength to spare!
The electric light poured down, gathered into the shape of a roaring real dragon, and swam back and forth among the peaks. Wen Zhong's angry reprimand came from afar.
"Shen Gongbao, you spy!"
Shen Gongbao's hand holding the bone awl shook violently, the thunder net was compressed heavily, and the explosion continued. On the Juelong Ridge, the trees were all blackened by electricity, and fell down row by row. The two of them are in the center.
Guang Chengzi sighed: "Shen Gongbao has such a cultivation level!"
Hearing Shen Gongbao's clear shout, the winding thunder and lightning merged into one stream, galloping towards Wen Zhong, and the sky and fields became a sea of white light.
Wen Zhong said angrily, "Why did you betray me!"
In the sea of lightning, a ray of golden light rushed out silently, Shen Gongbao urged the power of thunder and lightning again and again, reaching the limit, but the golden whip seemed to see the right moment, suddenly whipped hard, and hit Shen Gongbao's collarbone.
In an instant Wen Zhong seized the fighting opportunity, the golden whip shook away again, his left arm was shattered by the violent thunder and lightning, leaving only a scorched black right hand, raising the male and female golden whips, the golden light was vast, and a decisive blow came out, breaking the power of the thunder whip, The sea of electricity dissipated, dust and smoke billowed, Shen Gongbao dragged out a line of blood and shot away.
The black unicorn was dead and turned into a huge rock. Wen Zhong leaned on the black rock and sat down slowly. He looked up at the sky, but the place was still covered with haze.
Yun Zhongzi murmured: "Brother... go up, go up."
Guang Chengzi took a breath, and took the Jiulong Shenhuo Pillar. Fly to the top of the mountain.
Wen Zhong's seven orifices were bleeding profusely, his long hair was loose, and his right hand was still tightly holding the golden whip like charcoal.
Yun Zhongzi flew to the top of the peak and shouted: "Wen Zhong, you have done many unrighteous acts, today..."
Wen Zhong opened his eyes.
Frightened by this accumulated threat, Yun Zhongzi didn't dare to make a sound. After a while, he summoned up his courage again and said, "This Juelong Ridge is where you will return to heaven!"
Wen Zhong scoffed, "Shameless bastard."
Yun Zhongzi was furious, and wanted to go forward, but was held down by Guang Chengzi, who threw out the Nine Dragons God Fire Pillar, which was divided into eight sides, and took root on the ground, with fire dragons coiling around the column, all of them rushed towards Wen Zhong in the formation go.
"Wen Zhong!"
A voiceless sound came from the sky, and Yang Jian and Nezha flew down.
I saw the fire dragon circling back and forth, Wen Zhong's third eye opened on his forehead in the middle of the formation, the fire dragon seemed timid and did not dare to go forward.
Yun Zhongzi shouted: "Kill him! Don't let the tiger go back to the mountain!"
Nezha raised his hand, and the Qiankun circle aimed at the forehead of Grand Master Wen from a distance.
A loud shout came from a distance: "Slow down!"
Haoran flew towards Nezha at a high speed, and the Qiankun circle missed his aim, and ran along the side of Wen Zhong's neck, leaving a shocking scar, but no blood flowed from the scar.
"Eastern Emperor Bell?" Wen Zhong raised his breath and said, "Have you got it?"
Haoran stepped forward, buzzing around his body, like a long ringing of bells and chimes, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Pillar crashed down, and Yun Zhongzi changed his face and said, "No!"
Haoran knelt beside Wen Zhong and said, "Haotian Pagoda is the Conferred God Platform, why don't you tell me first?"
Haoran saw and heard the wound on Taishi's neck, which was glowing red. Haoran said softly: "I have entered the teaching, and Taoist Ran Deng gave me the Conferred God Altar. Gongming took Zixin down the mountain."
Wen Zhong couldn't continue breathing, and said: "Then I feel at ease... give me a ride..."
Haoran took out the golden dagger from his waist, placed both hands in Wen Zhong's palm, and said slowly, "What do you want to say to Zi Xin?"
Wen Zhong shook his head and smiled.
Wen Zhong's strength is unmatched in the world, but it was the first time Hao Ran saw the smile of this peerless strong man, Wen Zhong said: "I have nothing to say, my blood has been drained for his country."
"It's you... Haoran... You can't act against your heart... Even if the gods and gods are against you... Even... You have to believe in yourself... As long as you have no regrets... No one in the world can control you..."
At that moment, the haze that filled the sky dissipated. The sky is clear, with thousands of rolls of white clouds, but there is a hint of fairy music in the sky.
Haoran wiped away tears and said, "I understand."
Wen Zhong's pupils reflected the blue sky, the clouds rolled and the clouds relaxed, and with his last breath, he said: "The only regret I have in this life is that I have failed... Master."
Immediately, he held Haoran's left hand with one hand, pushed back gently, and stabbed the golden dagger into his chest.
Haoran put his palm on Wen Zhong's face and closed his eyes.
The white light rose from the ground, stirring up a hurricane, knocking everyone to the ground, but instead of rushing into the Haotian Tower in Haoran's hands, it flew far away to the east.
Huang Tianhua struggled to stand up and asked, "Where is he going..."
Haoran's dark eyes showed meteor tails, and he murmured: "He's going to Jin'ao Island to see his lover for the last time."
Wen Zhong did not die, Yin and Shang did not perish.
However, Wen Zhong died.
Huang Feihu, Huang Tianhua, Tianxiang, Haoran. Kneeling outside Xiqi City, in front of the tomb of Wen Zhong's clothes and crown, a grand master of a country died, except for the emperor who was far away in Chaoge, only these four people were qualified to wear black veils.
Wen Zhong has no heirs, and he has been diligent and conscientious all his life, serving the country and the people, suppressing rebellions, suppressing bandits, returning the world to one, and the country is stable. But he didn't leave any incense for himself, and even had no time to designate a successor in the future, so he let go. A generation of generals has fallen, no matter whether it is oneself or an enemy, even the Taoist Priest of the Golden Immortal of Kunlun Mountain lamented endlessly.
Even the seven Kunlun immortals who participated in the Battle of Xiqi and escaped with their lives still showed fear when they thought of Wen Zhong's earth-shattering golden whip.
Immortal Yuding was wrapped in a bandage, exuding a pungent medicinal smell. He put one hand on Yang Jian's shoulder, and held a porcelain cup in the other, and said, "Wen Zhong, I really admire you." Immediately, he spilled the spirits on the loess.
The sacrificial song came from afar, like white silk in the wind on this plain, floating towards the sky.
"Will the master be cold?" Tianxiang asked.
Huang Tianhua didn't answer, he carried Tianxiang on his back, and walked side by side with Haoran on the way back to the city.
Hao Ran smiled and said: "He is like a blazing sun. A person like Wen Zhong has endless power and will never be cold."
Tianxiang asked timidly again: "Who are you from Master, why do you wear black gauze?"
Hao Ran said: "I... am his half junior apprentice, also counted as his half apprentice, and..."
When he said this, he thought of Yin Shoude who was thousands of miles away. I don't know if King Zhou was heartbroken at this time, whether he was crying loudly, whether he was drunk in the Shouxian Palace, or crying in Daji's arms, or lying on the ground in the peony garden where they practiced martial arts, looking up at him. This same gray sky.
"Tears." Nezha squatted in front of Haoran, whispered, raised his finger, and wiped away a drop of crystal water from the corner of Haoran's eyes.
Huang Tianhua and Yang Jian came and sat beside Haoran side by side.
Hao Ran asked: "Have you all gone back?"
Yang Jian let out a "hmm". The Kunlun immortals who went out to battle had already returned to the mountain with colorful lights, and seven flames flew out from the city and shot towards the far west.
Yang Jian said: "East Emperor Bell, what are you thinking?"
Haoran rested his head on the city wall behind him, staring blankly at the rolling hills in the distance. Said: "I'm thinking, Bigan, Grand Master Wen, Mei Bo. Even the traitor Fei Zhong, Fei Hu, and me have all left him."
"Sitting alone on the throne, Yin Shoude must be very lonely."
After the war, Xiqi City was completely destroyed, and the crumbling city walls looked infinitely sad in the late autumn wind.
Nezha kicked off the Hot Wheels and sat down. Tianxiang ran to look for Nezha in the city, and immediately sat down next to Nezha in a well-behaved manner.
A row of five people passed by, Yang Jian, Huang Tianhua, Haoran, Nezha, and the youngest Tianxiang. They are all leaning against the city wall, with their long legs bent or straight, stretching lazily, each thinking about some knots that cannot be untied in their hearts.
If we add one more item to the list of gods, these five people are a collection of handsome and talented young men from Kunlun and even the entire mainland of China.
Each has its own handsomeness, each has its own temperament, and the awe-inspiring look on Haoran's brow made him faintly become the commander of the three generations of Kunlun disciples. His half is not. As if being in the same place, it is impossible for me to do better than him.
As the sun was setting, Pu Xian looked at the city wall for a while, and said, "Xiao Wang, let's go to the meeting too."
Yang Jian said again after a long time: "Hao Ran, what happened to you in Yuxu Palace? Why did you come back with Master Pu Xian?"
Haoran was immersed in the memories, and sighed after a while: "God's will cannot be violated."
Yuxu Palace three days ago.
Three of the twelve stone pillars fell down, and the light spots moved back and forth in the hall. The moment Haotian Tower appeared, three light spots rushed towards Haoran's palm and sank into the Haotian Tower.
In the middle of the main hall sat the leader of Chanjiao: Yuanshi Tianzun. A man and a woman stood beside the hall, both silent. A red phoenix about to fly.
The woman was wearing a dark blue dress, with water droplets around her body.
His Highness stood a young man, it must be Puxian, Puxian covered his mouth and nose with one hand, tears could not stop rolling down, weeping incessantly.
"Cihang, I am afraid of leaving grandchildren, the red sperm has died, and the soul has returned to the Conferred God Platform." Yuanshi Tianzun said slowly on the jade chair, and the solemn voice echoed in Yuxu Palace: "East Emperor Bell, I will teach you It’s not thin, you do such absurd things, do you really think I can’t do it?”
Hao Ran said coldly: "Let him go, Yin Shoude has nothing to do with this matter."
King Zhou said in a deep voice, "Hao Ran! The Haotian Tower must never be returned."
Pangu's banners flew layer by layer, split into two paths, and the blood-colored banners engulfed Haoran and King Zhou respectively. At that moment, Haoran found that the hand of the head of the interpretation and education holding Pangu Banner was trembling slightly. "Hand over the red pill." Yuanshi Tianzun said.
"Red Pill?" Hao Ran was slightly startled, and then someone stuffed a round bead into the palm of his hand, and when he was about to turn around, he heard Zhao Gongming's voice whispering in his ear: "Calmly deal with it, don't panic."
Yuanshi Tianzun sighed: "It's a pity that you are a spiritual creature of heaven and earth."
"Master!" Puxian knelt on the stone ground, begging for mercy, "The Donghuang Bell came for future generations, and there is no selfishness in stealing the Haotian Tower..."
"Shut up!" Yuanshi Tianzun scolded angrily.
Pu Xian raised his head and said: "Master! There are so many disputes in the human world, it's no wonder Hao Ran, Master, please be merciful!"
Haoran sneered and said: "If you want to kill, then kill, talk nonsense, wait for Puxian to beg for me for a long time, and then find a step to go down?"
"You can kill me, but you don't know where I hid that magic weapon, the red pill." Haoran mocked again: "The palm of the teaching, why is it so dawdling, like a woman..."
In an instant, a strong aura surged, and the Pangu flag suddenly tightened. Haoran only felt severe pain all over his body, his internal organs, his flesh and blood seemed to be cut into by thousands of sharp knives, blood gushed out from around his body like a fountain, his throat was strangled, and he couldn't say no more Say a word.
On the other side, Yin Shoude shouted: "Hugh hurt him!"
King Zhou said: "All the wars and chaos started because of me. If you want to do justice for heaven, you should kill me! What hatred does Donghuangzhong have with you! It's worth killing!"
When there was a stalemate, the woman on the side of the hall walked out slowly, her silk sleeves were like the wind, her face was as calm as water, and her satin blue hair fluttered away. It was Princess Longji. I saw water droplets around Longji's body, and the cool water vapor rushed towards his face. The magic weapon mist and dew net wrapped around the Pangu banner, and the water droplets swayed along the blood-colored silk banner, dispelling the power of separation.
"Longji asks Lord Tianzun to think twice." Princess Longji said softly, "Eastern Emperor Taiyi is a saint after all."
Before Yuanshi Tianzun could speak, Princess Longji said again: "Brother."
Taoist Ran Deng took a step forward and bowed slightly to Yuanshi Tianzun.
The fire of creation, the ice of the end of the world, the red hair of Taoist Burning Lantern is as bright as the morning glow, and his body fits the fire of the nine heavens, while Princess Longji's long indigo hair is flying, but she is one of the waters of the nine lands. The brothers and sisters who were above the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun begged for mercy, and Yuanshi Tianzun had no choice but to accept the Pangu flag, and immediately fell to the ground violently.
Haoran's whole body's clothes were torn to shreds, new wounds and old wounds were all over his skin, bleeding all at once, the red pill fell to the ground, and rolled to Tianzun's feet with a clang.
Taoist Ran Deng picked up the red pill and handed it to Tianzun.
Princess Longji said: "The red pill was lost and recovered, did Tianzun take this into account and let the Donghuang Bell go away?"
Long Jiyu stroked Haoran's damaged skin with his fingers, a thin layer of frost formed on the wound, and the bleeding stopped.
Tianzun said: "After all, the Donghuang Bell belongs to the lineage of the immortal family, and this is our own business. But you Yin Shoude! You have committed countless killings and perverted the law, and you will not be let go no matter what!"
"Wait a minute." Daoist Ran Deng finally spoke.
Needle drop can be heard in the hall.
Ran Deng said: "Help him up."
Longji supported Haoran to stand up, Puxian wanted to come forward, but Princess Longji flicked the sleeve of his robe, and the soft water vapor swayed away, leaving him several steps away.
Ran Deng said: "East Emperor Bell, since you have converted to my teachings, why do you go back on your word?"
Haoran remained silent, but the corners of his eyes were jerky, but tears flowed out. Just listen to Ran Deng and said again: "If this battle is not over, you won't get the Xuanyuan Sword and Pangu Axe. Now I will take the Haotian Pagoda, kill Yin Shoude, and send you to Jin'ao Island..."
"Don't kill him." Haoran struggled to take out Haotian Tower: "Give it back to you, give it all back to you... give it back to you..."
"Hao Ran!" King Zhou struggled with all his strength, but he was wrapped in the Pangu flag. When he moved a little, his arm oozes blood. The emperor said angrily: "You have a heavy responsibility, how can you act like this! People are mortal! Death Then die! Grand Master will avenge me!"
He didn't pick up the lamp, and said, "Although you are a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, you have human nature after all. As a human being, you need to keep your promises and let go of the past. From now on, you must wholeheartedly protect my Kunlun faction. From then on, you will be a person in the teaching , need to live and die with Yuxu Palace, coexist and die together."
"Today's matter, I ask Tianzun not to pursue it any further. In the future, I will explain and cut off the two religions, and Shang Zhouguo will see the outcome on the battlefield. Can we solve it like this?"
Long Ji frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "Brother, you...you are too..."
There was deathly silence in Yuxu Palace, after a long time, Haoran said, "Where is Huang Tianhua?"
Ran Deng said: "The traitor is now locked in Qingyang Mountain, this is the last day, if you surrender, you might as well spare him."
"Hao Ran!" King Zhou shouted.
"Okay. I accept." Haoran let out a sigh of relief after a long time, and said: "It was Haoran's mistake, please forgive me." Then he knelt down slowly.
Ran Deng said in a deep voice. "From now on, you must be the enemy of Jujiao and Yin Shang."
"Yes, Haoran understands."
"From now on, you must do your best to fight for Kunlun."
"Yes."
"From now on, you have the mandate of heaven to help Zhou conquer merchants. When we see this man again on the battlefield." The burning lamp turned to King Zhou, who was restrained by the Pangu banner and gasped angrily: "Don't be soft-hearted. If you waver in your position, you will turn against him again."
"..."
"Yes." Hao Ran replied.
King Zhou's voice trembled: "You wait... Haoran."
"Haoran, you are waiting for me here..." the emperor said with red eyes and trembling all over his body.
Ran Deng turned a blind eye to King Zhou's anger, and just turned around and said, "In that case, please let the emperor let the emperor go."
Yuanshi Tianzun was silent for a while.
Ran Deng took a step forward, gazed at Yuanshi Tianzun's purple-gold eyes, and said slowly: "Please also ask Tianzun to spare these two children and send Zixin down the mountain..."
Yuanshi Tianzun finally said: "Forget it." Immediately, he took back the Pangu banner with his backhand and disappeared on the jade chair.
King Zhou knelt down on one knee, leaned down, Longji flicked his sleeves, and gently pushed the emperor out of the hall. Haoran turned his head away, the man's voice that made him feel so sad still came into his ears, very clear.
"Hao Ran! You are waiting for me here!"
"I am Yin Shoude..."
The sound faded away, and a moment later there was another roar, which made Haoran's heart tremble endlessly.
"—I will lead the army to level Kunlun!!! I will take you home!!!"
"Then, I came back with Puxian. Gongming brought Zixin back to Chaoge." Haoran smiled and said, "Wen Zhong rescued me from the dream with a whip. I thought he would not die."
All the immortals were silent, and the silence was terrible. After a long time, Yang Jian said: "Hao Ran, you must not give up on yourself..."
Hao Ran replied softly: "I know."
Haoran didn't know why he couldn't be with Yin Shoude no matter what. In the overall situation, the Yin and Shang Dynasties are doomed to perish in the long river of history. King Zhou is just a faint king who has been accused of countless crimes, and the interpretation of teaching will win the final victory. And for myself, after finding the artifact, I have to go back to the future, and after the formation of harmony is activated, I will also die. At this time, the promises are all illusory, and the vows of the mountains and the sea are all illusory.
"But when I heard him say he wanted to destroy Kunlun, he took me home." Haoran said again: "Those missions, troubled times, and common people are all shackles. Although I am the head of the top ten artifacts, I can't fulfill my humble Desire. Like a hand strangling my throat, unable to breathe. For the first time, I was resentful and timid. Once people have concerns, they will be afraid. I even wanted to ram my head to death in front of Yuxu Palace, and let Yin Shoude Going back with my dead body is better than repeatedly suffering from the blunt knife cutting me..."
Yang Jian sighed and said, "Master once said that the greatest enemy in a person's life is himself."
"Yeah." Hao Ran said with a smile: "I just can't beat myself, and I'm going to hurt everyone."
Tianhua reprimanded: "Speaking of Lao Shizi's nonsense, what is 'involvement'?"
Yang Jian said slowly: "Ask yourself, if you change places with you, you can't do better than you; Haoran can't be too concerned, it's not that you have failed Kunlun... but Kunlun has failed you. Play by ear. When you meet that foolish king in the future, just make a fuss. Don't... "
Hao Ran smiled and said: "I just said it casually, no matter what, I can't follow that ignorant coward and seek short-sightedness."
"Besides, Grand Master Wen has taught me a lot." Haoran recalled Wen Zhong's order before he died, and slowly replied: "I can't hesitate any longer... What I have to do is far from finished, whether it is Kunlun, Jin Ao is good, before I leave, I will try my best to do something for you, so as not to come to this era in vain... "
Yang Jian said again: "You don't have to worry too much about the matter with that stupid king. If Kunlun can capture Chaoge and spare Yin Shoude's life, it will not be difficult. If you are free, I will ask Master to see what he can do."
"Yeah..." Haoran didn't expect that Yang Jian was also a man of temperament, he didn't blame himself for betraying him, but was willing to help, feeling a lot in his heart, he was speechless for a while, then took out the jade xun from his bosom, and blew the song "Yue Qian Shang", The dull song drifted far away along the autumn wind.
After the song stopped, someone came out from the city, probed his head and took a look, and found seven people sitting under the city wall, and said: "Shangfu, Nezha Master Uncle, Tianhua Master Uncle, Yang Jian Master Uncle, Tianxiang... Junior Master uncle."
Tianxiang laughed "haha" and said, "Uncle Master?"
Haoran put away the jade xun and said, "What's the matter, Ji Fa, all these people are your uncles? Who do you worship as your master?"
That boy is Ji Fa.
Ziya smiled and said: "The authorities are confused, and I don't know who took the post of Taifu."
Haoran Fang came to his senses. According to Taifu's responsibilities, Ji Fa is his apprentice. However, if he wants to push up one level, Donghuang Kunpeng and Sanqing are of the same generation, and he is one level lower than Yuanshi Tianzun. The two immortals are of the same generation, and the more rational the titles are, the more confused they become, so I have to answer first.
Ziya said again: "Take your family away. I've been looking forward to your return for a long time, and I haven't even seen the face of the master. Poor disciple."
Yang Jian and Huang Tianhua laughed together, criticizing Haoran one after another. Thinking that the Kunlun Jinxian took great care of his disciples, even Nezha, the troublemaker, was covered by Taiyi, so he couldn't help but smiled awkwardly, feeling guilty, and said : "Come here, apprentice."
Ji Fa looked at Ziya, Ziya nodded and smiled, Ji Fafang bowed respectfully, knelt down in front of Haoran, and kowtowed three times to Haoran. Now Hao Ran was embarrassed, he put his hand into his bosom casually, and said with a smile: "Master is a poor ghost, but I don't have any gifts for you..." Then he was stunned.
After a while, Haoran frowned, and took out a shiny silver object from his pocket.
Everyone stopped laughing, looked at the silver object curiously, and asked, "What is that?"
Haoran murmured: "Isn't that a dream?" Taking a deep breath, he said, "This is called a gun, and it's a magic weapon called a 'gun'." □Aiming at the distance, said: "You can only use it six times, for your self-defense. You haven't learned how to use it, and you can't hit it from a long distance."
"When you have to fight close to the body, use this muzzle to face the enemy, and then pull here." Hao Ran took Ji Fa's hand, put the trigger, and said: "Six times, you must use it properly."
Ji Fa nodded half-understanding, Hao Ran took out another golden short sword, Ji Fa recognized it at a glance, and said, "This is what I forged!"
Haoran smiled and said: "Yes, it has been passed down from Xiqi to Chaoge, and there are countless twists and turns. Both the adoptive father and your elder brother Bo Yikao have an inexplicable relationship with this counterfeit Xuanyuan Sword, until Juelongling... it pierced I smelled the grand master's chest..."
Hao Ran solemnly handed the golden sword to Ji Fa, and said earnestly: "I hope you will always remember the way of being a king and be a good king."
When everyone heard this, they all trembled in their hearts. After a long time, Pu Xian said: "Eastern Emperor Bell, you have the destiny in one body. In this way, the rise of Xiqi is just around the corner."
Hao Ran smiled and said, "Yes, it is God's will."
At that time, the sun was setting and the stars were hidden, only a full moon was left to sprinkle silver light on the earth.
Hao Ran sighed: "The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows, it's all God's will."
Several people looked at the bright and white moon, only to feel that the moonlight tonight is different from the previous night. The post-war mortal souls all over the ground turned into countless white spots, entwined in the moonlit night, and flew to the sky.
Ziya smiled and said, "Before you know it, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival again. Everyone is tired, so tomorrow we will hold a banquet and gather together, how about having a good time?"